"Sox, I said it, it's fine...... Ahem...... Don't come to see me, you better take care of the business, ahem......"

As soon as he pushed open the red wooden door, Xia Dong heard the old and dry voice of the old man, and his breath was weak and accompanied by a burst of coughing, and his eyes stayed on the lying figure, he almost didn't recognize the other party.

Where is this still the old man who is full of energy in his memory and likes to laugh and brag every day? It's clearly a half-dead man who is dying and struggling to breathe in the last days of his life.

Looking at the other party's pale beard, closed eyes, and wrinkled face, Xia Dong had already frowned slightly, and he was even more strange in his heart, it had only been less than two years since they last met, why did Old Duke suddenly age so much?

It stands to reason that dwarves have a much longer lifespan than humans, roughly between 150 and 200 years, where is it possible that they will age like this in just two years?

"Uncle Duke, I'm Chardon, do you remember?" Xia Dong slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and while introducing himself, he stretched out his hand to hold the dwarf's withered and emaciated arm, mobilized his thoughts, and began to check it.

"Charles...... Arrange? Repeating the name in his mouth, Old Duke finally opened his eyes slowly, his cloudy pupils trying to look at him.

"It's you, Sharmon, you...... Ahem...... You're back, well, it looks like you're no longer a handyman, ahem, okay, good, you were able to get from that one in the first place...... Ahem...... The hand of the Lord survived...... I know that you will definitely have a good future. Old Duke struggled to speak, and the muscles on his face moved, probably trying to smile, but to no avail.

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for your help, uncle, maybe I would have been robbed and killed before I left Barus." While speaking, Xia Dong sensed the condition in the dwarf's body, but unfortunately he was in a weak state now, if he was in his heyday, he didn't even need physical contact, as long as the divine mind was directly swept, the results could be obtained in an instant, where would he still use such a slow check?

Struggling to stretch out his other hand, Old Duke held Xia Dong tightly with both hands, "Shardon, now I want you to help Old Duke." He seemed to be exerting too much force, and he had to stop and catch his breath, but the vigorous breathing triggered a cough that immediately stopped.

Xia Dong hurriedly calmed him down behind his back, and at the same time agreed affirmatively: "Uncle, don't worry, if you have anything, I will definitely help." ”

"Old Duke is not good, but Sox is still too young, once old Duke and I are gone, probably he will have some trouble, Sharton, you are a capable person now, you must help some, it really can't work, just sell the tavern and let him live in Meswater." After coughing, the old dwarf seemed to suddenly recover a lot of energy, and actually finished his meaning in one breath.

But Xia Dong was stunned at this time, because he had already discovered the problem, the reason why Old Duke became like this was because someone had done it!

In the dwarf's body, there is an extremely hidden death energy that is constantly devouring his life, if it weren't for Xia Dong as a god of death, it would really not be easy to discover.

He looked at Old Duke with a solemn expression, "Uncle, when did you start this illness, and have you offended anyone?" ”

The old dwarf was slightly stunned, then reacted, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You can see it too?" It seems that Sharton you are really amazing now, but I don't know who you offended, anyway, we are little people, who cares, if you are in a bad mood, you will kill it, old Duke has opened a tavern for so many years, and I have seen a lot of it, and I look down on it. ”

Hearing this, Xia Dong also suddenly remembered the matter of the Dell Sword and Shield Mercenary Group, and his mood suddenly became a little gloomy, yes, where do the powerhouses in this world care about other people's lives? It's really human life.

Pressing his thoughts, he said again: "Uncle, I'll help you remove the curse now, you can bear with it, it may be a little painful." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to reply, he invoked his divine thoughts and began to manipulate the death energy, if it was other energy, he might not be able to do it now, but the death energy was different.

The silly girl who was in contact with the energy immediately felt a burst of resentment and anger, but fortunately, Xia Dong's soul was still strong now, and he could ignore this level of negative emotions.

However, these energies have been in the dwarf's body for too long, so it can be said that they are intertwined, and it took him a lot of effort to control them one by one.

Taking a deep breath, Xia Dong suddenly attracted his divine thoughts and pulled these energies out.

Suddenly, "Ah! A scream came from the mouth of the old dwarf who sat up suddenly, and it was clearly audible even in the tavern hall on the first floor, and then a cloud of dark energy like ink drilled out of the dwarf's arm, forming a distorted black shadow in front of Xia Dong.

Controlling the divine thought wrapped in energy, Xia Dong slammed it onto the bedside table next to him, "Woo ......" was like a strong acid corrosion, and the wooden counter was digested in a blink of an eye.

And the old Duke finally stopped his movements at this time, and suddenly fell back to the bed weakly.

After a long time, the dwarf sat up again, and he looked at his hands with a blank gaze, as if he could not believe that the sickness that had tormented him for so long had just disappeared.

A pleased smile gradually appeared on his wrinkled face, and old Duke suddenly smiled: "Sharmon, you are really amazing now." ”

Unlike his excitement, Xia Dong was a little gloomy, those energies had already devoured a large amount of the dwarf's life force, even if it was removed by himself now, the other party would only be able to live for another ten years at most.

"Bang" The door was suddenly pushed open vigorously, and the young man Sox, who was holding a snow-bright long sword in his hand, rushed in first, and when he saw Xia Dong, he shouted immediately, "What happened to your grandfather?" Behind him, there were several mercenaries with big shoulders and round waists, all holding weapons and guarding carefully.

"Don't be rude, Sox, Sheldon just cured my curse!" Although he was reprimanding, it could be seen that Old Duke was obviously relieved that the young man was so nervous about himself, and there was no blame at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Some young men who couldn't figure out the situation were stunned for a moment, their eyes looked back and forth between Old Duke and Xia Dong for a few times, and then put down their long swords quite embarrassedly, their white faces flushed, "Sir, I'm very sorry, I misunderstood." ”

Waving his hand, Xia Dong didn't mind, the dwarf's scream was indeed tragic enough, and it was normal for the other party to misunderstand, "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter." ”

Belize Plain, Instein City.

Standing on the city wall, the Earl of Greens had no time to clean the blood stains on his body, and he had already had to organize the soldiers in the city to start defense, although he tried his best to concentrate on deploying troops, but there was always a layer of gloom lingering in his heart.

Can it really be held? With thousands of soldiers who can't even talk about elites, not a single magic artillery car, and only a small number of magicians and demon spirits to help, can you really stop those terrifying things?

The scene of the previous battle was like a nightmare, and it still came to him from time to time.

Relying on their excellent sword skills and cooperation, when their elite sword and shield warriors faced those undead creatures, they could fight evenly at first, but when those strange-shaped demons approached, they collapsed so quickly, not to mention the devastating colossus behind.

The battle with these colossias can't even be called a battle, it should be said to be slaughtered.

The melodious sound of the horn ...... heard from afar, making everyone's hearts skip a beat, because they had all heard the rumors from the survivors and knew what terrifying undead creatures they were about to face.

Dense figures lined up in an array, slowly emerging from the horizon, and then gradually approaching, Earl Greens had not seen this kind of formation, but this was the first time that he felt his mouth dry.

The terrible and strange cry of "......" came, and some black dots began to hover in the sky, and the sound made Earl Grims's heart jump again.

It was these flying monsters, these monsters that looked like demons and not demons, dragons and not dragons, that they fell from the sky during the fierce battle, broke into their own front, and brutally tortured and killed a large number of magicians and demon spirit masters, forcing themselves to withdraw from the battlefield, so that the battle situation was completely defeated.

Drawing his long sword, Earl Grimes turned around, looked at the soldiers on the surrounding city walls, as well as the strong men who were forcibly recruited under the city walls, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone has seen that this time, our enemies are terrible monsters, resurrected corpses, and evil that is ready to destroy everything, this time, there will be no Calesters and Fairmonts in Instan, only the dead and the living!" For survival, for the sake of your families, fight! ”

"Fight!" The agitated soldiers and civilians echoed the cry as if it could dispel fear.

After waiting for a while, various necromantic creatures stopped not far from the city wall, and a knight covered in armor slowly stepped out, and under his crotch was a decaying house beast, "Humans in Instan, our commander needs your answer, surrender or die!" ”

Observing these undead creatures up close, the soldiers on the city wall were even more frightened, and their palms were wet, when they heard the hoarse and dull announcement, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to their superiors.

Swallowing his spit, Count Grims replied angrily: "Tell your commander, Instein's humans will fight to the end, and if you are wise, take back its minions, this is a human city, and this belongs to the living!" ”

Hearing the reply, the knight did not speak, but silently retreated into the formation, and then, the trumpet sounded again, and a colossus statue taller than the city wall began to move towards Instein, and with the huge hammer in their hands, no one would doubt that it would only take a few strokes to break through the thick wall.

"The magician is free to choose magic, and the magician summons demons and stops those monsters!" The Earl of Grims' hissing cries resounded through the city.